The 1936 Olympic Spirit Lives On
In an essay about blogging vs. old media, Henry Gomez quotes a recent post by Yoani Sanchez “about being denied an “exit visa” to leave Cuba and accept a journalism award in Spain:”
They forget that in cyberspace my voice can travel without limits, leaving and returning without asking for permission… It does not matter if they have kept my passport. Since one year ago I have another, on which, in the section for nationality, appears a short word: “blogger”.
Cuba is a reverse Matrix. Freedom exists in, not outside, the Matrix. Yoani Sanchez sneaks blog postings into the blogosphere, but is not allowed to travel to receive a prestigious award for her work. In political prisons, men and women express themselves freely, but pay for it with physical bondage. Outside are the prisoners, inside the free. Set them free.
Movimento Ordem e Vigilia Contra a Corrupcao is a Brazilian blog that expresses pro-freedom, anti-socialist views, including coverage of Cuba.
H/T: Cubanology.com
Come see the socialist “paradise” before freedom and free markets turn it into a decent place to live; you know, like what you enjoy back home.
At El Intransigente, a Cuban eatery in Miami that honors the Cuban plight, hangs a big poster depicting a Cuban family behind bars watching tourists enjoying the beach. It reads, “Your paradise. Their hell. Don’t visit Cuba.” Precisely!
H/T: Babalu
Tomorrow, you can march for cambio!
To commemorate International Human Rights Day, Monday, December 10, marches protesting human rights abuses in Cuba will take place in Miami, Los Angeles, and Havana.
Protest marches will be held in Havana at the park on Calzada between D and E (Vedado), in Miami at the Graham Center at Florida International University (FIU), and in Los Angeles at 202 West First Street. The marches will begin at 11:00 am EST (8:00 am PST).
Let your voice be heard!
Go here for more details, http://bloggersforcubanliberty.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-immediate-release.html
Remember that a government big enough to give you everything you want is also big enough to take away everything you have.
I could hardly believe my eyes when I opened my inbox today and read an email alerting me to an item available at a Smithsonian Institute website, Smithsonian Global Sound. For the low price of $9.99, you can buy a CD titled “[c]he [g]uevara Speaks”, put out by Paredon Records. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is yet another item in the long list of paraphernalia praising the Butcher of La Cabaña. che fetish is no surprise, but the name of the record label left me dumbfounded. You see the paredon is where this beloved communist murderer did his butchering; between it and the firing squad stood the victim. During castro’s reign of terror, rabid mobs would cry “Paredon, paredon!” in their blood-lust, frenzied demands for the heads of poor souls not aligned with the new powers that be. During the French revolution, the cry would have instead been “guillotine, guillitone!” The paredon was the executioner’s tool, just as were gas chambers in Nazi concentration camps. Now, would anyone in his right mind create a record label named Gas Chamber Records? Would The Smithsonian peddle its wares? Of course not, but for the victims of the Cuban revolution, Springtime for Hitler is no play within a play. It is a simple reality, constantly shoved in our faces.
H/T: Ziva
The U.N. substitutes darkness for light, and light for darkness.
H/T: BUCL.org